Oct 01, 2011 17:07
[Rosie looks worried, when the feed starts. She must be, if she spontaneously decided to use the Pokégear; she's not done that since the first few weeks after Cecil's arrival. Yet today she is using the Gear once more, sounding frantic as she points backwards at the bed, where a sheet-covered lump can be seen.]
Turn it off, Rosie. I've no intention to speak to people today.
[But she shakes her head and starts pointing once more, until Cecil finally crawls across his furniture to take it from her paws. He fumbles with it slightly, reaches to turn it off-]
Kain Highwind is gone.
[-with a few parting words.]
feeling the need to move,
might snap soon,
panicking deep inside,
strongly needs a drink,
professional angster,
dammit kain